My tale is that I was born of a far-off land. I was raised by my mother, my father didn't spend much time at the den, he was off taking care of the rest of the forest. Tragically, my mother was killed by a glint of shine hidden between the trees, of which I could not see. My father didn't want me, because I was a girl, so he neglected me and I had to learn to take care of myself. I became best friends with a skunk, a rabbit, and a butterfly. We lived happily ever after.
Unknown "Honey Bunny!" Gloomy - 16 years, 11 months, 8 days ago